Front End Poems - Poems about Front End

...My YouTube Russian car crash wreckophilia comes from a bad head on in the family car near rural Shreveport Louisiana in 1947 when I was a tyke whose favorite berth was the stowage space behind t......Read the rest...

...His use of English was exquisite His vocabulary superb He could use the mot juste To make his thoughts reverb, Tousled moppy hair above A big bespectacled grin The sort of warm personality Th......Read the rest...

...My front end needs alignment and my rear end sags a lot My vinyl seats get cold in fall; in summer they're too hot Beneath the seats; old french fries, pennies, napkins, Laura Scudders My fuel int......Read the rest...

...John: Sounds like I might like to straddle her equator with my meridian and throw down with a hula hoop on each arm. How soon can I execute my commission? Mitchell: Do you like to eat sushi? Jo......Read the rest...

...She calls herself Bunny Boucher, but she was born Veronica Chermak. She’s tall and leggy with a body that looks tidy, yet lived in. She’s high and tight, but flexible like a strong rubber band in a t......Read the rest...

...This is based on a true story - The wind was soft and swishy as the sun was drifting down, As most the town were mingling at the annual county fair, When loud across the speakers by the north......Read the rest...

...Here's the scoop, friends... This is, as indicated, the 1st HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. The 2nd half had to be posted separately due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations. No other way I c......Read the rest...

...so annoying when a wreck happens on the interstate I always watch the semis When they vie for the fast lane I do too Using their highway prowess Except this time two were wrong They led m......Read the rest...

...Boy dancer shudders at his reciting girlfriend, He wants to leave but she wants the front end; All his life he's dreamed to be a dancin' machine, Two-foot spinning, twirling, whirling fiend ; ......Read the rest...

...The dancer shudders at the exciting girlfriend; He wants to leave but she wants the front end; As I look up into the skies I'm praying; As I take up into the pitches I'm staying;  Whether tap......Read the rest...

...It was January '68 Chapter 2 – Phan Rang - 1st TDY by Franklin Price 3/5/2019 Raking sand got old real soon Was not why I came to war My job was not for combat The reason why I thought was m......Read the rest...

...Sitting down to write a poem with a blank slate at my hand, I do not think of traveling or of some foreign land, I never jot down happy thoughts of flowers and blue sky, To think of all the good t......Read the rest...

...In the late 1800’s working a trade well-meant I was considered different to my sorrow and detriment I thought about changing, to reinvent But, as “Ranger” (that’s me) I was content I was a mortic......Read the rest...

...She arrived from the big city wearing a red ten-gallon hat, and a denim stone-washed outfit which topped off her shiny new cowboy boots that were designed by Tucson Sue. This dude ranch cowg......Read the rest...

...THE MOST DANGEROUS ROADS i've got the head of a rattle snake on the front end of my hood i've got a chilled clorox drink in my steel-knuckled hand and we're rolling down I-10 across the stre......Read the rest...